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Chapter 508 This is my home

Andalil's attack with all his might was gone. I don't know if Zhang Yang moved his position or Andalil's judgment made a mistake.

This terrifying attack actually hit the ground directly. Apart from digging a huge pit on the ground, there was no gain. Zhang Yang was still standing not far away, happening to be on the edge of the pit. It seemed as if he had just appeared!

Andalil took a deep breath and tried her best to adjust her physical condition. The four sharp arthropods behind her were slightly bent, and the sharp tops were all aimed at Zhang Yang. Andalil also had a blood-red scimitar extending from each of his arms. The scimitar was like a crescent moon, and the entire blade formed a perfect circle. The sword was almost connected to the hilt, which looked extremely strange.

And there was a thick flow of blood on the blade, as if it had just come out of the killing field, with a terrifying murderous aura.

Zhang Yang had a faint smile on his face. He took a step forward and walked towards Andalil in the void: "I really didn't expect that you would compromise with Baimon. You wouldn't be so naive, are you?"

Andalil smiled coldly: "For a dead person, you have too many problems."

As soon as he finished speaking, Andalil's figure disappeared again, and two blood-colored lightning flashed in the void. Two huge wounds suddenly appeared on the ground, the smooth cuts were bottomless, and the entire space seemed to be cut directly. But exactly the same as the first attack, Andalil's attack fell into nothing again, and Zhang Yang was still standing not far away, as if he had never moved.

Andalil's face changed. She used her strong mental power again and began to scan the surroundings. She was surprised to find that her mental power had just spread a hundred meters and could no longer move forward, as if an invisible wall was blocking her from the outside world.

"I want to thank Bar. If he hadn't given me such powerful soul power, I would have been unable to use hell as my home court." Zhang Yang said with a smile, but he slowly raised his right hand, and a milky white flame formed in his palm, and then began to burn slowly. "This is my home court!"

The blood in Andalil's eyes churned wildly. She didn't believe that Zhang Yang had completely mastered the rules of hell by absorbing only part of Barr's soul. Even the king of demons, Barr, dared not claim that he had mastered the rules of hell.

But the next moment, Andalil lowered his head in disbelief, looked at a milky white flame sword, and slowly pulled away from her chest.

"when?"

Andalil looked at Zhang Yang who was so close to her and wanted to attack him, but the power in her body seemed to be instantly drained. The two swords in her hand were so heavy that they had exceeded her limit.

"Dong!"

Two scimitars slammed hard on the ground, as if a violent earthquake broke out. Zhang Yang slowly raised his long sword, and the milky white sword light slashed across Andalil's neck in an instant!

The huge head flew up, but was burned into ashes by milky white flames in the air. Andalil's body began to appear dead gray, and then collapsed instantly like a rotten statue and turned into ashes.

Zhang Yang poked his hand out, grabbed the void, and a ball of colorless and transparent energy slowly flew towards his palm. The process was so slow that a great repulsive force was generated in this transparent energy, trying to break free from Zhang Yang's shackles. However, no matter how hard it tried, it could not change its destiny.

Zhang Yang grabbed Andalil's soul power in his hand, and then he smiled with satisfaction. He threw it into the dark void. For the final battle preparation, Zhang Yang planned to collect the Hell Guardian suits. Although these set drawings were left to him by Bai Meng, their attributes were still strong. As long as Zhang Yang erased the mark of Bai Meng, these five artifacts would become an unignorable help to Zhang Yang.

By reading the Book of Destiny, Zhang Yang learned about the history of the Hell Guardian suit. Although it was from the hands of worship, the Hell Guardian suit was not created by worship.

According to the Book of Fate, the Hell Guardian suit is produced from the deepest part of the dark world. The demon god who worshipped Hell opened the door to hell on the dark world world. This triggered a thousand-year war between demons and humans. The blood of demons and humans sprinkled the entire dark continent, and these blood gathered into the depths of the world after thousands of years of precipitation, thus igniting endless flames. In the flames, the Hell Guardian suit is formed and obtained by Wen Meng!

"Maybe, this is fate!"

Thinking of the Book of Destiny, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly. If all the directions of destiny were formed at the beginning of the world's formation, then is his own struggle meaningful? Spreading his hands and looking at the simple and desolate Book of Destiny, Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the last page.

There is no big gap, but Zhang Yang doesn’t know what the ultimate fate of the dark world will be!

At this moment, a terrifying aura rushed from afar. Zhang Yang put away the Book of Destiny and looked into the distance with a silver gaze. There, Barr, with an angry face, rushed over like crazy. Every step fell, the entire dark space began to vibrate.

"Bar, the agreement between us remains valid."

Zhang Yang stood quietly in place, watching Barr's huge fist rushing fiercely. Ling Lie's offensive brought a terrifying whirlwind, but it disappeared in an instant before it even approached Zhang Yang.

Barr did not return to the form of a demon god, but maintained his human form. He stood in front of Zhang Yang with an angry look on his face, with murderous aura around him swelling.

"Super the soul of Andalil!" Barr said coldly.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly: "After I get your affirmative answer, I will naturally give it to you. Now, tell me your answer."

Barr said with a gloomy face: "Do you really think I'm still possible to work with you?"

"Why not?" Zhang Yang asked back, "I am discussing with you now the future of the demon clan, with an equal status. But can Bai Meng do it? Perhaps after you help him destroy humanity, the demon will become the next victim. Wake up, the great King of Demon God. Don't be blinded by the immediate interests."

Barr remained silent, obviously still thinking about the pros and cons of both.

But Zhang Yang did not intend to let him continue thinking so randomly: "Let's take a step back. Are you sure to defeat me now?"

Zhang Yang said here, endless darkness surged out of his body. Even Barr, who was used to darkness, was surprised to find that his eyes could not lock Zhang Yang at all. The only thing that existed in his sight was darkness, which made him desperate.

"I have parsed the rules of hell. Here, anywhere in hell, will be my home court." Zhang Yang's voice came from the darkness, "Make your decision."

"Why do you believe me? Are you not afraid that I will turn to the side of the Bible at a critical moment?" Barr asked the last question.

"Because once you promise to cooperate with me, then Bai Meng will list you as a mortal enemy. His time is limited, and I think he will not like playing this kind of game." The darkness around him gradually dissipated, and Zhang Yang's figure appeared. "Once you make a decision, you can't look back."

Barr only felt dry throat, as if a ball of fire was burning. He opened his mouth and finally sighed: "What do you need me to do?"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly: "Gather all the troops and fight to the death with Bai Meng!"

In the gloomy laboratory, Lei Ming was dismantling one pioneer after another for three generations. That’s right, it was the third generation! In just a few days, the ghost arc actually upgraded the pioneer mechanic warrior again, added the technology of mutant metal humans, and also improved it.

The biggest problem of Lei Ming's mutant metal man is the complete incompatibility between metal and physical body. He created mutant metal man warriors at the expense of the mutant lifespan. Although these warriors have strong combat power, their lifespan, which was originally forty years, was compressed to less than three years. Some even had less than half a year.

However, Guigu has made improvements, elevating mutant metal technology to a new level. It directly increases the lifespan of mutant metal humans to twenty years, and even has room for improvement. As the complete controller of variant metal technology, Guigu is a master in research on metals and souls.

In this way, the two of them began to conduct in-depth discussions on metal variant technology while they were back and forth. Even if they had fully mastered the ghost arc of metal variant technology, they were always impressed by Lei Ming's fantasy ideas.

Lei Ming couldn't help but sigh at the massive knowledge and analysis ability of Gui Arc. He believed that he might not have the ability to tie ten of himself to the calculation ability of Gui Arc.

In this way, two geniuses from different camps established a very wonderful friendship at the most critical moment in the dark world. Through Cybertine's words, they began a short but significant research across the air!

Andrew stood quietly behind Lei Ming, and his eyes were once again covered with fine blue lines, and they kept flashing.

"Andrew, how long will it take to start next battle?" Lei Ming asked after wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Andrew replied: "Master, there are nine days and twenty-one hours left before the next set attack."

When Lei Ming heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "Is Bai Meng's attack frequency getting slower and slower?"

"This is also something that my subordinates don't understand. Seeing that the transformation time is getting closer, Baimon slowed down the frequency of attack. Did he give up?" Andrew said with a frown.

"How is that possible."

Lei Ming stood up and stretched his waist. During the communication with Gui Arc, Lei Ming found that his body was changing, becoming more and more humane.

"Maybe he is waiting for reinforcements?" Lei Ming suddenly said, "Baimon sent several legendary mutant powerhouses at the beginning of the war. Where did they go?"

In an instant, Lei Ming's face turned extremely ugly! (To be continued. Please search for Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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